Freedom Of Speech

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Raekwon] Eh yo, I'm blessed with all kind of acronyms Shoot a nigga in broad day, get back in the Benz Lazy chair with the [?] Petting my bulldog, good work Spike, burn [?] Industry soft as it ever been Niggas is lost, controling the sauce, me and my benevolence Weather a Nic game or up in the wing We grossing elegance, phones tapped, speak entelligents They say shit and ain't ever made it yet But we here now Millions in the safe, tell [?] here In the city if they need it nigga, hood legends is here Come through, meet a nigga Spending money, fucking bunnys hop in Check the [?] He gon blow your friend Only us real G's who generate He gon take it in blood, [?] gravy [Verse 2: Papoose] You don't rock like me You don't wear the crown in the melting pot like me I show the fans what they not gon see When they shot Sean Bell, you wouldn't make 50 shots like me You ain't build with Faragon in the [?] like me You ain't march with Al Sharptin, 50 blocks like me Sean, Black Rob, Wayne, P got like three Beanie Sigel, C Murder, hip hop not free I unlock that key You ain't make [?] the industry [?] hip hop cops like me You ain't creat a law [?] like me Cause you don't rob for your homies when they locked like me You try to blackball artists, cause you not no G Like you did [?], when he popped on [?] In interviews, you don't go in on the spot like me And freestyle, cause you not hip hop like me [Verse 3: Saigon] [?] get your head discombobulated I take the raiser and lace your face with the star of David And if you make it to the hospital, they try to save it I'm gon have to come bye, [?] operate it I fell back from the game, real populated But it was wack, so I started [?] oblegated To come back and attack rappers that lack substance That'd be everyone of these wack motherfuckers If I name all of the niggas with weak bars My verse would be like ten times as long as Kendrick Lamar's [?] [?] Them homies would probably would've got no placks at all Probably have some niggas ready to [?] When we was in the third grade playing basketball [?] you done lost your mind Homie mama [?] I been trying to find Motherfucker